So I realized this story is way too long for it to possibly be told in one afternoon so the frame story will be several different tea times and different characters may join the Turtles like April and Casey
The next day Ichabod was lazily practicing his stretching exercises, naked really he was doing it for Marzipan but the Cat-Girl was simply lazing on the bed propping up her head with her right hand, her furry brow slightly furrowed as she seemed to be thinking deeply.
"Something on your mind Marzi?" Ichabod asked
"Just trying to think up a story to entertain myself…" Marzipan said "…But it's not working, every time I try to think of a story idea, my worries about our herd keep shoving whatever fanciful dreams I try to have out of the way."
"Just a few more hours…" Ichabod said "…Than our Herd should be awake!"
He sat down beside her, Ichabod didn't have that great of an imagination, he wish he could find fanciful ideas for stories in nearly everything he saw like Marzipan could.
"Do you remember your dreams last night?" Ichabod said "You always seem to have the most amazing dreams! Maybe you can make a story out of that!"
Marzipan opened one brown eye "My dreams last night were freaking weird last night." She said "It began ordinarily enough; I often have a recurring dream of being hopelessly lost and trying to get home but no matter what I do I always end up farther and farther away from home…"
Ichabod felt a pang of sympathy; did she only begin having this dream after she was kidnapped from her home planet? Or did she always have these dreams, meaning she had always had a fear of being lost Ichabod felt this was a fear he had also had since he was a very small child.
Then my dream takes me into a city, not just any city New York City, the way it was back in the 20th Century, like it was a memory from an episode of Reading Rainbow I watched back on Mizzer, that became even more clear when the song I heard from the episode, like a Rock Song called 'I'm a Night Animal' filled my ears as I began running on all fours trying to find my way out of this city, I turned a corner and tried to pass through an alley but I was blocked by…A giant turtle…Not like a Giant Tortoise is was one of those pond terrapins but much larger, it's body stretched the entire alley! I tried to find a way past the Turtle, but when I edged to either the left or the right, the massive Turtle stretched out his neck to black me from skittering over his side, I've been Gandalfed, no matter what I do I shall not pass, the Turtle's face, he was otherwise and ordinary if larger than usual animal but his eyes, those were not animal eyes peering back at me, I felt I was being stared at by some great and noble man, like a Knight or something.
Than a Sheep comes by, like the Turtle she's much larger than the average sheep but still walking on all fours and has hooves instead of hands, but she speaks and says 'He is our King, the King of all of us here.'
And then I say to the Sheep 'Well, can the King get out of my way so I can pass by?!' the Sheep replies 'In this place if you can't go over you must go under' and she stamped her front hooves on the pavement causing them to crack into gravel I dig through the gravel in an attempt to go under the Turtle but then the entire ground gives in and I fall into pitch blackness, and that's when I woke up…"
END FLASHBACK
The Fellowship Herd had to stop at that point because they realized at this point in the story Marzipan's dream foretold the ones they were currently telling this story to. The Turtles were blushing and Jonathan placed his hand over his mouth as he laughed, not like a malicious laugh but genuine mirth at how hilarious this was.
"Wow…" Mikey said "…I mean we've all had dreams that predicted the future before but…"
"My dreams can come years in advance." Marzipan said "For instance I was dreaming of Earth years before Ichabod came to rescue me, my Magic Classes have helped me understand my visions, if a dream seems more lucid than usual but still makes no sense, wait it will make sense soon enough."
"Speaking of enough." Jonathan said "I think we'll have to continue this story some other time, how about same time next week?"
So this chapter ended up being shorter than I expected but I think it's a good place revealing Marzipan had forewarning dreams the Turtles' and their world